I Kissed My Husband's Mistress

~Four~

"Viv, get up. You're gonna be late!"

"Wha..?"

"Come on!"

She grabs my hand and starts yanking it. When she realises that isn't going to work, she decides to take the alarm clock and shove it in my face.

"Look!"

My eyes go wide and I jump out, nearly hitting my head against the wall.

"What about breakfast?"

"I don't need breakfast! I need to get out of here!"

Rushing to the shower, I bathe and brush my teeth, gurgling some mouth wash to freshen up and smell good.

Trisha was nice enough to get me an outfit. The best of the bunch. Today was my first day, I need to make a good impression.

Soon enough, I was out of the house with a coffee cup I got from our nearby cafe. Luckily, they were fast enough.

Nervously, I look down at my watch and see that I have enough time to make it there because I hurried.

Thank god.

I wasn't going to be late.

When I got there, I was surprised at how empty the studio was. There was no one in sight.

Walking towards one of the staff members I saw, I ask him.

"Excuse me, where is everybody?"

"Ma'am, it's Sunday?"

"What?"

I look at my phone, lighting up just in time with Trisha's text.

'sorry babe!!! forgot today was sunday 😭😅'

I'm going to kill this bitch when I get back. She woke me up on a SUNDAY for crying out loud!

"I see. Sorry then."

"No problem."

He nods and I head out.

"Trisha! What the heck?! It's SUNDAY!"

"I know! I know! I'm so sorry!"

"I'm coming back now. It's ok, nothing much."

She laughs nervously and I hang up.

This woman, seriously. No wonder she can't get a job.

When I got home, I saw her lounging on the couch, watching Friends.

"Trisha!"

"Sorry! Well at least we'll get to spend more time together today."

"Did you do this on purpose?!"

Her face gives her away and my cheeks turn red from embarrassment. There were people in the building for fuck sakes!

"Trisha! There were people there! They saw me rushing in on a Sunday!"

"Hehe..."

That childish laughter was what killed her. I sigh and get in the shower, I was all sweaty and red from all the running.

All of a sudden, I hear the shower door open.

I'm not really in the mood!

"Viv?"

"I'm kind of busy now, Trish and I'm not in the mood!"

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry.. I thought it would be funny!"

"I'm not mad, just a little angry at you."

"That's the same thing!"

"Like more of frustrated, mad, not mad mad."